A/N: My very short entry for Draco-Hermy's 'The Law Challenge'.
Luna Comes Around
For Neville, it's all awkward at first. Luna doesn't seem to care. She just waves at him, smiling like always. Like nothing has changed. "Is it alright if I wear yellow to our wedding? It brings luck." He just nods hurriedly and clumsily takes her suitcase. Together they walk into the house. Their house. "Our house" He tries whispering, so low that he is sure Luna can't hear him. Somehow she does anyway. He shouldn't be surprised, it's Luna after all. "It doesn't feel like that. This house got no soul," She says, and goes on about some sort of magical creature which lives under the roof, and makes one feel happier and more at home. He smiles.
When it all comes down to it, Luna isn't the worst person to get married to.